The Beautiful People Speak

The Globe Theater in jolly old England had an interesting seating arrangement. The most expensive seats in the house faced not the actor's faces on the stage but rather the backsides of the thespians. Being seen by the public at wondrous theater productions was every bit, if not even more valuable, than seeing the wondrous productions themselves.

Times have not changed overmuch.



Millions of people volunteer every week in this country. They give millions of dollars away in charity. Hospitals and nursing homes, schools and day care centers, little league and the girl scouts are all supported by the selfless acts of volunteers and donations. They do so behind the scenes for reasons of their own. They do it outside of the public eye.

When Sean Penn showed up in New Orleans with his own photographer to document his heroics, the sham was exposed.

Has poverty been a secret all these years? Are the handicapped more handicapped now than they were during the Bush administration? For all the hollering that Jeremiah Wright did over the government's manufacture of the AIDS virus, did these people just learn of it today? Was plastic not always destroying the Earth?

As with all things Hollywood, these people are addicted to their own image and fame. They deserve our ridicule.

On a h/t from Power Line where a commenter writes:

What a bunch of vacuous asses in that video. Pledge her voice? Smile more? Cure Alzheimer's? Meet my neighbor? What do they think the rest of us "commoners" out here are doing? We are doing all of that, silently, without the camera, and without telling anyone. I pledge not see any of their movies, buy any of their products, look at their faces or acknowledge their existence.

Why doesn't one of them step up to repair the Shriners Hospital in Galveston that was wiped out by Ike? It has done so much good and is at risk of closing for good.

Indeed.